Mister Kitty has maybe two faces: Duuuuude and ATTACK. The later is rarely seen. Oh, and HUH. When he wakes up suddenly and totally has bedhead. He's the most uncatlike cat I've ever had.
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Remember when we had the conversation about toddlers, and how many it would take to kill you --- I vote for 10 to 12 3 to 5 year olds. There were somewhere between 20 nd 30 in my storytime today. rowdy rowdy rowdy.
I take care of a friend's cat occasionally. Pretty Girl is some sort of Siamese mix...teeny and possessing only 1 remaining tooth...that sort of sticks out all the time. She seems to love me...or at least she seems to love the pets I give her while I watch her person's illicit tv. Then? Full on frontal attack with the flaming eyes, flailing claws and proximity to my eyes. What the hey? One second docile, the next, deathray. No warning ever.
If I've been gone all day and sit down at the computer when I get home I get the "we're waiting to be entertained" (AKA "Dance, monkey!") look from Rosie and Gilda.
No warning ever.
Keep an eye on the tail. There's a lot of body language there.
I'll try that. Mostly, I'm just staring at the claws. She's old, so I don't want to bat her onto the floor but cheezwhiz! Her person says she 'misses me' when I'm not around because I give her so much concentrated attention. I dunno. I think she misses her target practice.
Pretty sure that distinction is lost on a cat.
As a total cat person, I say...um, they are kinda nuts. MK is a total attention slut, but Devi is more typical. She acts as if other people will eat her. She also has treated me as prey. I have scars. I adore her to pieces and her presence is a comfort to me, but it is very dysfunctional. At least she no longer tries to kill my head at night anymore. She's a fucked up cat, but man, she's cute and cuddles when I need it.
As a total cat person, I say...um, they are kinda nuts.
What? How come no one told me that?
I'm not sure what sort of cold-weather dog Mackenzie is, but she also sheds her undercoat like craxy every spring. When we lived in an apartment, we'd take her down to the yard to brush her out and leave the hair. I swear, I saw a dozen birds' nests lined with her fur that year.
It's very soft and I've had a friend offer to spin it for me but I just never got around to bagging it up.
My guess on the killer toddlers is 5-7. But I'm wimpy and can barely handle two at a time.